CHAPTER 1108: CHAPTER 1099: ILLUSION DESTRUCTION DIVINE PALACE

"Senior sister is here!"

Zhuo Yun and Mo Wangchen’s appearance immediately drew the attention of everyone present.

The disciples of the No-Thought Sect displayed expressions of joy on their faces, "That’s great, our No-Thought Sect finally has someone to hold the fort!"

As the disciples spoke, the Supreme Elder from among the crowd also came forward.

"Master, what’s going on?"

Zhuo Yun asked puzzledly, directing her question at the Supreme Elder.

"Who are they?" Shi Yan also slightly frowned, as the dozens of people not far away each exuded an extraordinary aura, even though he had stepped into the first stage of the Saint Venerable Realm, he did not dare to underestimate them.

"These... are people from the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace." The Supreme Elder said.

"Illusion Destruction Divine Palace?!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yan and Zhuo Yun both couldn’t help but be shocked, "One of the Sacred Lands of the Eastern Desolate, the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace?"

"Correct."

The Supreme Elder nodded, "They suddenly arrived today, saying they want their disciples from the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace to spar with our disciples from the No-Thought Sect for mutual training..."

He then briefly recounted the course of events.

Mo Wangchen and the others learned that the disciples from the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace who came to the No-Thought Sect today mostly had the cultivation level of the Nirvana Realm, and some had even entered the Saint Venerable Realm, they were elite disciples of the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace.

The sect wanted to temper them, hence they came here to have these disciples spar with the younger generation from the No-Thought Sect to count as training.

Unfortunately, the No-Thought Sect was merely a middle-tier force within the Eastern Desolate, with a vast difference in strength compared to a Sacred Land, and even more so with the younger generation disciples.

Up until now, after eight rounds of sparring, the No-Thought Sect was entirely defeated by just one person, leaving them utterly humiliated.

"So dull, I thought the No-Thought Sect had developed rapidly recently and might have some noteworthy individuals, but I had no idea they’d be so weak."

"The elders of our sect are really strange, why don’t they take us to other Sacred Lands, why choose to come here, there’s no challenge at all."

"Hehe, maybe it’s for convenience. After all, the No-Thought Sect is quite close to our Illusion Destruction Divine Palace. If we were to visit other Sacred Lands, the nearest would take almost a month for a round trip."

In the distance, those disciples of the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace were whispering among themselves, each one arrogant, displaying the pride typical of disciples from a major sect, not even giving the No-Thought Sect a second thought.

"Are you the senior sister of the No-Thought Sect, Zhuo Yun?"

At this moment, from the high platform among the crowd, the disciple of the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace who had achieved eight consecutive victories faintly glanced over, his gaze landing on Zhuo Yun.

"I’ve heard that you entered the Saint Venerable Realm a year ago, and now you’re quite a famous figure among the younger generation in the Eastern Desolate. In the entire No-Thought Sect, I’m afraid besides you, there’s no one else worth my attention. How about it, do you want to give it a try?"

This person was named Zhang Yongfei, with a cultivation level of the second stage of the Saint Venerable Realm, ranking among the top ten disciples within the Illusion Destruction Divine Palace.

Zhuo Yun frowned, sensing a dangerous aura emanating from Zhang Yongfei, at the same time, seeing the No-Thought Sect suffering eight consecutive losses, even those junior brothers she deemed strong in the past lost to him, most of them injured.

For a moment, Zhuo Yun felt a tremendous pressure. If she didn’t step forward, who else could?

"Let me go..."

However, just as she was about to step out for the ninth match, Shi Yan suddenly stopped her.

Zhuo Yun was stunned but didn’t refuse, instead nodded and said, "Be careful, his cultivation is no less than yours or mine."

"Shi Yan?"

"Is he planning to go on stage?"

At this moment, seeing Shi Yan step out and head towards the high platform, all the nearby disciples of the No-Thought Sect were stunned.

These disciples were unaware that Shi Yan’s Spirit Sea had returned to normal and his cultivation had greatly surged, advancing to the first stage of the Saint Venerable Realm within the last six months.

In their view, today’s Shi Yan was still the same as half a year ago, a ’waste’ whose cultivation couldn’t progress, how could he face Zhang Yongfei?

While the people were discussing, the Supreme Elder and Sect Master Huo Dou exchanged glances. They naturally knew of Shi Yan’s changes, and it was perfectly fine for him to take part in the battle now.

"Shi Yan of the No-Thought Sect, willing to challenge you."

Finally, Shi Yan jumped up and landed on the high platform, standing opposite Zhang Yongfei, he slightly cupped his hands.

"Shi Yan?"

Zhang Yongfei slightly frowned but snorted coldly, "Forgive my bluntness, I haven’t heard of you, nor do I think you have the qualifications to fight me. Step down and let your senior sister come on stage."

"Whether I’m qualified or not will be known upon trying."

However, Shi Yan just smiled lightly, possessing outstanding talent from the start, and with his Spirit Sea now restored and his cultivation greatly surged, he had entered the first stage of the Saint Venerable Realm in the last six months yet hadn’t had a chance to test his strength against someone.

Now there was a chance, and naturally, he was eager to try.

"Hmph, with you?"

Zhang Yongfei sneered, disdain reflected in his eyes.

"Boom!"

But, before he could finish speaking, on the opposite side, Shi Yan already struck.

A giant hand ripped through the void like reaching out from chaotic times, containing a strong Power of Laws, filling the surroundings, making the area instantly darken.

"What?!"

This sudden attack not only shocked everyone around but Zhang Yongfei also retracted his dismissive expression, becoming fully serious.

"Break!"

He shouted coldly, Spiritual Power surged within him, and he too pressed out a palm, a Void Giant Hand appeared, covering the Heavenly Vault, instantly meeting Shi Yan’s attack.

"Boom!"

The explosive collision unfolded, with the two giant hands contending against each other, unable to subdue one another. While eroding each other, they transformed into surging waves of heat, sweeping in all directions, even distorting the void as a result.

"The aura of the Saint Venerable Realm!"

"How could it be? Shi Yan actually has the cultivation of the Saint Venerable Realm?"

The scene instantly went into an uproar, every disciple of the No-Thought Sect was filled with disbelief, unable to understand what had happened to him.

"Interesting, I didn’t expect there’s another expert in the No-Thought Sect besides Zhuo Yun!"

On the high platform, Zhang Yongfei slightly narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp at Shi Yan, as he felt a threat emanating from him.

"Daddy, go for it!"

Because the crowd was so gathered around the high platform, Mo Wangchen and Zhuo Yun were standing at the edge. Yuyu, due to her height, couldn’t see the battle on the high platform, so Mo Wangchen had to lift her high.

The little girl clenched her fists, excitedly cheering in her sweet voice.